All Chapters of Alpha：No Second Chance: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Angel’s povIt doesn't matter who you marry.I sat at that table and watched Bastien pass the soup tureen to his mother and I let the words find their place inside me. I had never mattered to him. I had been a convenience, a function, a woman who kept the house running and the child fed and showed up when she was needed. And he had accepted all of it without ever once asking himself what it cost me, because men like Bastien never needed to ask. The asking had always been mine to do.I excused myself and went to the bathroom.I stood at the sink and ran cold water over my wrists the way I had learned to do when I needed to come back to myself quickly, pulled the emotion down from the surface. I looked at my own face in the mirror for a moment. I had done my makeup carefully that morning. I looked fine. I looked like a woman who had heard something she already knew and was choosing to continue with her afternoon.I dried my hands and went back to the table.The rest of the dinner I spe

Angel’s povKian picked me up before I finished falling and didn't put me down until we reached the car.He settled me into the passenger seat and crouched at the open door, he looked at my face."How long were you walking?""I found a car after three hours."Something moved in his jaw. He reached behind the seat and pulled out a blanket and dropped it on my lap, then closed the door and got in.The heater was already running. I pulled the blanket up and pressed my hands between my knees and watched the dark mountain road through the windscreen. The trees on both sides were black against a blacker sky. Behind us, the car was still burning, I could see the glow of it in the side mirror, small and orange, getting smaller.My hands were shaking. I pressed them harder together.Kian didn't speak. He didn't fill the silence with anything and I was grateful for it because I had nothing left to fill it with myself.My phone was still in my jacket pocket, screen cracked down one corner. Three

Angel’s povThe ceiling of the guest room was pale cream with a small water stain in one corner shaped like nothing in particular. I had been staring at it long enough to be certain of that when Sera appeared in the doorway with tea.She set the tray down and handed me the cup.“He cancelled the coalition meeting,” she said.I went still, my grip tightening a little bit around the cup. He dropped everything and came for me. I looked at her."Yesterday. When Ren told him about the accident." She smoothed the corner of the tray cloth. "He was already in the building."She left before I could answer her.I held the tea with both hands and looked at the water stain and said nothing to the empty room.Lily came in the afternoon with her backpack still on and three things she had apparently been accumulating for several days, a packet of the south-market chili sweets I had mentioned once in passing, a small stone she had found on the academy grounds because it was smooth and she thought I m

Kian’s POVDaisy did not leave after being turned down. She stayed where she was, her posture still relaxed, but the look in her eyes had changed. It was no longer light or playful. It was sharper now, more direct, and it stayed on Angel for a moment before returning to me.“I was just being honest,” she said, her tone carrying a faint edge. “You should be careful.”I looked at her without reacting. “Careful of what?”She gave a small shrug, like it was obvious. “Women like her.” Her gaze shifted again, this time more openly. “People from her background don’t usually get close to someone like you without a reason.”Angel did not respond. She remained quiet, her hand resting near the table, but I noticed the slight pause in her movement.“That’s enough,” I said.My voice was calm, but it stopped her.Daisy frowned slightly, clearly not expecting that. “I’m just looking out for you,” she said, her tone softening again as she leaned a little closer.“I don’t need that,” I replied.For a

Kian’s PerspectiveI walked through the heavy doors, and they slammed loudly against the wall.I didn't look at the shadows or the empty rooms. I looked straight at Bastien’s hand. Bastien had his fingers wrapped around Angel’s neck, forcing her to look at him. Her face was pale, her eyes were wide with fear."Get your hands off her," I said. My voice didn't shake. I walked forward, my boots heavy on the floor.Bastien didn't let go. He tightened his grip, his knuckles turning white. He looked at me with bloodshot eyes, his lip curling into a sneer. "This is pack business, Araqiel," Bastien growled. "She’s my Luna. Stay out of what you don't understand.""She isn't your Luna," I said, stopping six feet away. I could see the red marks his fingers were leaving on her throat. "And you’re hurting her. I won’t tell you again. Let her go."Angel struggled against him, her heels scuffing the floor. "Kian, he lied about Dana’s mate. He trapped me here."I felt a sudden surge of anger. I lo